Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

The front and back distribution of Holy Son Church is very familiar to Zach. He detoured quietly to the back of the main hall, pushed a small slit on the side door, and looked towards the church where the ceremony was really going on.

This should be the grandest funeral in the Holy Son Church since Mrs. Quinns last tomb. Shanda here is not a good word, but stressful. Seeing that the important people in Barton were sitting here all black, Father Constantine had to preside over it himself.

Zac found a good time to appear. On the side of the altar, the choir was singing a certain life praising thing, and Constantine, who was dressed in exquisite and solemn clothes, stood by and felt Zac His gaze gently leaned towards the side door.

“There is still a long process.” Constantine stood on the side of the door, maintaining the compassion that a priest should have on his face to the outside, moving his lips gently, “Behind It’s boring.”

“Of course not. I just did a little favor for Mike.” Zach’s gaze passed through the crack in the door, sweeping towards the crowd of guests, except for Mayor Anthony. After a glance, no one looked at this side, “I need to borrow the church phone.”

There was an inhuman guy, the real protagonist of this funeral-the necromancer Jackson, attached Blake, who was next to Anthony, said something in his ear, and Blake had an afterthought and glanced here.

Then Jackson did not miss the poetry praising his short life at all, and Shi Shiran floated over.

Looking at the floating Jackson, Constantine pursed his mouth slightly, very slightly nodded, and didn’t know what he was feeling. However, Constantine should have seen many things like this, “Yes, in my office.”

Zac got permission, closed the door, and walked directly to Constantine’s office. With a faint chuckle on his face, he said to the undead floating around him, “Jackson, if you are like this, you will miss the funeral that Grande used to prepare. It’s not very polite.”

“Wai Li.” Jackson said coldly, “I saw that my coffin was moved by ordinary farmers. I didn’t see what effort Grande used.”

It makes sense. With a smile on Zach’s face, “After all, it’s your funeral, there will only be one in your life…” Zach closed his mouth halfway through. Jacksons situation is really not only one time, Zach waved his hand, “Who are you, but it is boring behind, you have nothing to do with me.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Jack Sen did not ask Zach halfway through his words, “In the last few days, I have been used to doing nothing. You will not be more boring than Blake’s guy.”

Zac raised his eyebrows, which was curious. Well, “How about living with Blake’s companions?”

“Just like that, it’s not much difference.” Such a vague answer, in a cold tone, obviously, Jackson Don’t want to talk much.

Okay, of course Zach wont ask further. He entered Constantines office, picked up the phone, and paused before inserting his finger into the dial. The expression started to dial Maggie strangely. New Yue Family’s phone.

With a playful expression, while waiting to be connected, I guessed whether Walt was still in Mai Ji Family. The phone was picked up. Basically, it was the same as the last time I saw Walter. Mode

“Maggies house, shes not here. If you buy perfume, please go to Pixar. The address is on the second floor…”

Dont guess, the one in the receiver Walter’s voice reported Maggie’s [Crescent Perfume Shop] address mechanically, and Zach interrupted in due course, “Walter, it’s me.”

“Tsk!” An annoying sound came from the earpiece. Tsk, “It’s you again! What are you going to do! How many times have I told you! Maggie doesn’t care about foreign affairs! Can you not help but find her…”

Zac interrupted Walter again in time, “I’m looking for you.” Zach raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jackson, who was floating beside him, wondering whether it was appropriate to say such a thing in front of a minor. “But the interesting thing is that I am looking for you, but Every time you find you at Crescent Young Lady’s house.” Zach twitched his lips, the undead said that there is no underage, “You started to make an impression on me, Walter, are you living with Crescent Young Lady? “

“What the hell are you talking about!!…”

The earpiece was suddenly angry, yelling without logic, and Zac had to hold it. Pull the receiver away from your ear. The angry shouts still passed through the receiver, buzzing in the empty office. Jackson azure’s transparent face wrinkled, with half-aged juvenile’s characteristic irresponsibility, casually expressing opinions, “This person is sick.”

The roar in the earpiece stopped suddenly and was quiet for a moment. , The roar broke out again, “Who is over there! Who just spoke!” This frightened Jackson. Azure’s body quickly floated away, his face full of vigilance, staring at Zach holding in his hand. “He can hear me!”

Zach shrugged, as it should be by rights, and brought the receiver close again, “It’s just a boring necroman. You don’t read the newspaper. Yes, today is the funeral of the son of the Bisharp family.” Zach glanced at Jackson, joking, “The real protagonist doesn’t seem to be interested in funerals at all. Leave him alone.”

There was silence for a while.

To be honest, Walter does not ask for such information, or intelligence. Think about it, the deceased son of the Bisharp family is on Grande’s side, in a city where the influence of aliens on the lives of ordinary persons is becoming more and more obvious. One day, this news will become useful.

So Walter was digesting at this time, and Zach told him his intention.

“Lets talk about business.” The brief silence was ended by Zach, “You know that the Herman factory exploded yesterday.”

“What are you doing again?!” Talking about business matters, Walter also replied to his impatience every time Zac came to him, “You still owe me my last payment!”

“Yes.” Zach raised his eyebrows, “If I Im not looking for you, just remind me, Im still worried that you will forget.” Zach laughed, “How did your price list work?”

“Uh…” Walter might not have thought of Zach I really wanted to pay for it. I was stunned for a while, and then hummed on the receiver for a long time. I could hear the crash-bang paper flipping sound, “2078.7!”

“2078.7 more?” Zha Ke repeated this extremely specific number.

“Yes!” Walter replied affirmatively, “Cash!”

Zac shook his head and agreed, “Okay, cash. So, this time, it’s actually not me looking for You, the devil needs you, you need to pass a word to hell…”

not at all Avoid Jackson, Zach quickly finished the solution that Mike thought of before.

“Although it is just a simple message, it is actually a dangerous commission.” Zach narrowed his eyes, which is different from what he said to Mike. “After all, you are based on Crowley. To threaten the demons in other cities, you dont know what kind of character you will face. You have to think about it clearly.”

Lets look at the facts, there is actually nothing Walter There is room for’thinking clearly’. Mike has already notified Crowley of this perfect plan as quickly as possible under Zachs reminder. Would Walt want to get involved in Barton in the future?

Do you understand? Zach is not only not prepared to pay for Crowley, nor is he prepared to take any responsibility for Crowley! On the contrary, everything must be counted to Crowley to death!

Zuck listened to the sound of breathing in the earpiece, curled his mouth, “You think it, don’t bother you.” Hanged up.